“I understand,” I say, lifting my chin as I breathe through my nose. My entire body leans toward him, as though drawn like a magnet. “I’ll pack our things. We’ll be ready quickly.”
My husband yanks me against his chest, and his arms lock around me. “My brave, fierce wife. I didn’t know it was possible to love anyone as much as I love you.”
I snake my arms around him and squeeze him as tightly as I can. I know he won’t break. Not my husband. He’s strength personified.
“Whatever happens next, we go together. That’s all I ask. We go together. Don’t send me and Rory away from you.”
His arms tighten their grip around my body as he whispers into my hair, “We go together, Hellion. We go together. That much I can promise you right now.”